A little figure in cloudy white
The lovers kneeling to receive Don Pedro's blessing
Eating apples and crying over the "Heir of Redclyffe"
Jo undertook to pinch the papered locks
Face to face with the Laurence boy
The kitten stuck like a burr just out of reach
Curling herself up in the big chair
Reading that everlasting Belsham
He took her by the ear! by the ear!
Mr. Laurence hooked up a big fish
Putting his finger under her chin
Please give these to your mother
Mr. Laurence often opened his study door
She put both arms around his neck and kissed him
Amy bore without flinching several tingling blows
Held Amy up by his arms and hockey
Holding a hand of each, Mrs. March said, &c.
Jo threw open the door of the closet
Jo spent the morning on the river
Amy capped the climax by putting a clothes-pin on her nose
